《Kissing Her Scars (+18)》Chapter 5-Spit it out miss bumblebee
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∆ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟"∆
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Before they entered The Ball room
"Get the fuck out, you didn't! I exclaimed
"Why yes dear sister i did, Happy Birthday bella, so do you like it?" daniel muttered nervously standing in front of me next to the bugatti chiron he brought me. After getting out of the limo daniel pulled me to the side and showed me my new car he brought for me.
"No" i muttered his face fell "oh uh never mind ill get you the matte black Wrangler if you'd like" he asked dejected thinking i refused his gift.
"Hey fucktard?" i looked up at him with a smile, he hummed still looking at his shoes, immediately jumped into his arms but almost fell because of the stupid dress but he held me before i fell. "No i don't like it i love it" i whispered and he let out a breath.
"You know if you weren't my sister i'd say that you're already falling for me" he commented
"Way to ruin a moment asshole" i mumbled and hit his chest , the bastard chuckled.
"Well you can go fuck yourself while i go for a drive" i responded and went to sit in my new baby.
"Hey bell" he shouted
"What? If you want to come too bad i won't let you" i screamed back and went to turn on the ignition.
"Uh uh uh you've got a ball to attend m'lady." he smirked and i pouted.
"Right the stupid ball" i sighed and got out of the brand new bugatti.
"Fine lets go" i muttered and linked hands with daniel walking to the large doors at the entrance and walked in.
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"Remind me why i have to attend this hell hole?" i asked picking up a champagne glass.
"Because you inherit our company today, don't tell me you forget issa dad will kill you" he teased smirking.
"Righttt" i commented nodding. After a while of greeting other businessmen and women dad hugged me telling me hes going to make the announcement. I nodded kissing his cheek.
After the speech I walked towards the bar and sat down when I saw Mr.Rodriguez making his way towards me. He is around my age and a owns his company in Italy.
"Happy Birthday Ms. Usoro" he spoke shaking my hand smiling showing his white teeth. I wanted to run but instead
"Why Thank you Mr. Rodriguez hope you're enjoying the ball" I replied smiling politely
"I certainly am, now what do you say I make your birthday even more happy" he flirted with me and smirked
"Why, are you leaving?" I replied smirking and his smirk dropped. He nervously chuckled and walked away. I heard a deep laugh that made my heart beat faster. I looked around the bar but saw no one except a few people and none looked like they heard anything.
I shook my head and gulped down my drink and went towards the table where everyone sat enjoying their food and chattering. I went and sat down looking at other businessmen and women discussing their strategies. "Miss Usoro what are your thoughts on the current profits". One of the women asked with a smile, i smiled back and replied confidently "well according to the new statistics i believe we should increase our sales , get a few more associates and invest more in share markets, doing this would help 68% of our profits. They seemed to be satisfied as they clapped and nodded in agreement. I glanced at mom and dad and saw dad with a proud smile and mom on the verge of tears, i smiled brightly at them and excused my self to go back to my friend.
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"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen, i have to go amd look for my friends and by look I mean irritate, please enjoy the food and drinks". They chuckled and nodded. I smiled and saw daniel and mia bantering over drinks.
"Im telling you whiskey is better" daniel spoke well more like shouted
"Vodka is way better than whiskey" mia spoke making a disgusted face.
"you idiots can fight over any-fucking things" i whisper-yelled and slapped them both on their heads.
"Ow, but it was her fault"
"Ow, but it was his fault"
They both muttered then looked at each other
"No it was your fault"they shouted again
"Issa you tell me vodka or whiskey" mia sked hopefully
I shook my head "neither, scotch wins over them all" i answered and smiled sarcastically they frowned and grumbled, honestly are they twins?
"Wanna go and rate old people?" daniel looked at us we shared a glance and looked at him in disbelief.
"So what, wanna go?" he asked.
We shrugged and went towards the balcony where we could see everyone.
"That one's a 6" i spoke pointing at a 40-50 year old man.
"He's wearing a green suit with pink bow" daniel pointed out and mia just looked disgusted, bleh.
"True but he's good looking you think he has a hot son?" Mia asked and i nodded looking at daniel so he could answer.
"Bloody horny women, no he's not married and has no son well atleast that he knows about" he stated satisfied.
"Ugh whatever" mia muttered, we rated others until
"we have a problem" mia whispered but loud enough for us to hear "and its another tuesday, what's your point?" i deadpanned "haha you're hilarious issa" mia answered before she could say anything "i know" i spoke and flipped my hair
"ok sorry forgive me, what's up" i replied "well spit it out ms.bumblebee" daniel yelled impatient and mia glared but answered
"daughter of satan is coming and right behind you" .
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Heya people that's a fucking wrap sorry for the cliff hanger but ill update soon please don't forget to click on the little star button on the bottom left and don't be shy comment and let me know your thoughts. Until then
Adios Bitches
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